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it boggles the mind that one does not eventually become hardened to certain aspects of life. in all other senses of the word, those who know me best would say that i am hardened; i don't let it been seen when i'm affected, unless in the company of those i love. yet there always remains that one point of weakness. they can hit, and i am powerless.
"that skirt you wore to the cast party, after the play? you're not going to wear it again, are you? because it looked great on you. of course, i'm being sarcastic."
"that skirt you wore to the cast party, after the play? you're not going to wear it again, are you? because it looked great on you. of course, i'm being sarcastic."